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Chapter 600 A Transfer Order (Third)

In the middle of the night, a regiment leader in his 30s and a political commissar in his 50s and nearly [-]s stood shoulder to shoulder, and the place where their eyes fell was the barracks of the [-]nd Regiment.

"Boxuan, we will not be partners in the future, my brother will tell you a few words.

You have always been calm, but recently you have been aggressive, which shouldn't be the case.

Look at those brats!Who are you? You are their chief, the person who should be the most stable to give the most correct orders. "

Ye Boxuan pursed his lips tightly.

"Boxuan, don't try too hard..." Zhai Yuanfang persuaded Ye Boxuan to control his emotions, but tears welled up in his own eyes, and he couldn't say anything else.

He patted Ye Boxuan's shoulder with sobs: "We are about to leave the [-]nd Regiment, Gao Sheng, happy event! I can't bear to..." Zhai Yuanfang wiped his nose vigorously.

Ye Boxuan's eyes were red, and suddenly he turned around and hugged Zhai Yuanfang, his voice trembled: "Brother, thank you, thank you for so many years." At this moment, Ye Boxuan's emotions were exposed.

Zhai Yuanfang went to the General Staff and was still a staff officer, promoted to a higher rank.

After a transfer order, Ye Boxuan went to the Combat Headquarters of the Kyoto Military Region, and was appointed as the Deputy Chief of the Headquarters, and promoted to a higher rank.

Ye Boxuan used his life-and-death combat exploits to step up to the head of the regiment at a rare age in his 20s in his best years.

As the head of the [-]nd Regiment, he sat there for seven years.

There is a kind of self-improvement called light.

Zhai Yuanfang is known for his sophistication, he cooperates, supports, and is willing to be Ye Boxuan's behind-the-scenes staff.

There is a kind of guidance called direction.

When the whole regiment of the [-]nd Regiment heard the news, Ye Boxuan and Zhai Yuanfang issued the last and least clear order.

"All of them! Normal training!"

"Yes, what are you all supposed to do!"

Seven years ago, Ye Boxuan stood in front of the soldiers like a javelin.They stared at the so-called selected elites with disdain.

In the eyes of the soldiers, the head of the regiment at that time was like a monster with fangs, and he insisted on training them into Iron Man.

Seven years later, they understood the good intentions of the head of the group, and why he followed them across the snow field, through trees, and kept increasing the difficulty of field training.

Seven years ago, Zhai Yuanfang was an old fox in the hearts of the soldiers.

Seven years later, the old fox is really old. He smiles wrinkledly, kindly like an old father, just like he would talk to the homesick soldiers earnestly at night.

When the two jeeps drove out of the [-]nd Regiment, Ye Boxuan and Zhai Yuanfang shouted angrily at the same time:

"Bullshit!"

Those dark faces stood side by side on the side of the road leading to Kyoto, guarding in the most standard military posture.

The commanding soldiers waved the flag, Ma Dashan, Liu Xingtian, Wang Jianshu and other battalion commanders who should have been training in the field shouted in unison with the loudest voice:

"Salute to the head and political commissar!"

……

Ye Boxuan slammed on the accelerator, and within a short while, he left the car behind without a trace.

"Dad, what's wrong with my Uncle Ye? He doesn't seem happy."

Zhai Yuanfang was smoking a cigarette, turned his head and glanced at the eldest son: "Oh! He is not happy. In seven years, the [-]nd Regiment has not fired a single shot, but your father, me and your Uncle Ye have been promoted. "

Zhai Yuanfang's old lady smiled coquettishly and said, "Father, I can go to Kyoto to study with my brother. Why are you not happy about your promotion?"

"Because, we are reluctant to bring out the regiment with our own hands. It is a pity that we have not taken them to the battlefield. If possible, I want to be the political commissar for the rest of my life, and you, Uncle Ye, will be the regiment leader."

……

Regarding the news that Ye Boxuan was transferred back to the Kyoto Military Region, Xia Tian even knew about it earlier than Ye Boxuan, the person concerned.

Hearing the order that Ye Zhiqing pretended to mention unintentionally, Xia Tian seemed calm on the surface, but in fact his heart was indeed touched.

She didn't believe that there was no father-in-law's handwriting in it, because Ye Boxuan was really tossing too hard, Zhai Yuanfang couldn't suppress it with silent cooperation, maybe the father-in-law was afraid that Ye Boxuan would do something...

She listened to her mother-in-law and Ye Boting questioning Ye Zhiqing, but she got up and took the children upstairs.

Xia Tian didn't know, her current state made Ye Zhiqing look sideways, Song Yaping sighed at her back, and Ye Boting snorted coldly: "My brother deserves it!"

Xia Tian is busy, she catches Wang Hehua as a strong man, makes school bags with Xiao Mao, calculates the accounts, and mentally calculates when her father will be dispatched. Not only does she go to school and study, but she also has to go to the alley from time to time to observe the outside big situation.

She still has to persuade: "Sister-in-law, resign, my mother-in-law and I have already talked, what are you doing with that little money?"

"For your brother's face! Dual employment has face! Without him, I would have quit!"

"Face is like an insole! You have to take care of Yueya and Dongzi. You stay up until midnight every day. It's pointless for us to make money!"

Xiaomao pretended to be weak, and looked at Xia Qiu like a kitten that needs to be comforted: "Brother Qiu, what should I do? You are the head of the family, please give me an idea."

Xia Qiu squinted his eyes, pinched his waist with both hands, and walked around the living room in circles. It was an iron rice bowl, and others were fighting for it with sharp heads. His family Mao and his sister wanted to resign, ouch, it was so embarrassing.

Finally, Xia Qiu looked back at Xiao Mao's thin face, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet:

"Your appetite is already in the summer, so you can't toss about it anymore. If you don't go, you won't go. But Mao, don't throw away the old money."

……

On this day, Xia Tian put down his books, ran to the yard to take a look at the two children who were digging bugs, looked at the sun, rolled up his arms and sleeves and started making schoolbags with a sewing machine.

Song Yaping was furious as soon as she entered the house.

She had just got off the operating table, and although it was evening outside, it was still hot, and she was already tired, and when she entered the house, she felt irritated when she saw the living room full of rags.

"This Boxuan is about to go home. It's okay if you don't cook something delicious. The children are thrown in the yard, and they are in the cellar and the water tank. Why are you so big?!"

Looking up to finish a glass of water, Song Yaping cursed and still couldn't get over it, walked around to Xia Tian, ​​and tapped the sewing machine with her fingers:
"Is our family short of your money? Why are you so poor? The poorer you are, the more you can mess around!
Don't do a good job, and waste time in a good university to fix this!I just saw the peddler get caught with my own eyes! "

Xia Tian raised his eyelids, and looked into Song Yaping's eyes with plain eyes: "Mom, it's because I'm poor that I have to make trouble."

Song Yaping was so choked that she didn't talk back for a long time this summer, and she fell ill again!
"What do you mean? Let me tell you, Xia Tian, ​​listen to me, if you go out to sell these crap after finishing your work, if you are caught and lose face of my Ye family, I don't care about you! I I really feel ashamed of you, Mr. Ye, have you eaten and drank? Are you going to do such despicable things?!"

"Mom, I'm going out for a while. I'll give the two children a bath when I come back."

Xia Tian acted as if she didn't hear what Song Yaping said, packed up a few finished bags, and rode a bicycle to Xia Qiu's...

When Ye Boxuan entered the house, he didn't see Xia Tian...

There will be lingchatan and Choi Jiageng later, and there will be four more today.

My ankle is sprained, and my left foot is swollen into a steamed bun. This time I have to be more honest, woohoo, it's so difficult for a clever and playful cute woman to pretend to be a wooden person...

(End of this chapter)